Still working

We are desperately- and I mean DESPERATELY – trying to get everything finished so the county inspector can sign off and we can go on with our lives.

We are hoping he can come on Friday and also hoping we have done everything we had to do. Not only so we can be done with it but because this has KILT US.

KILT US DET!

Ninja Man can’t use his right hand without pain and my left knee is all jacked up. BUT Favorite Son in Law (FSIL) Ian is still young and to my knowledge, all his major parts are still in working order.

A couple of fun things:

It doesn’t matter if you have to paint stuff and dig tons of dirt, grass grows and it has to be mowed.

So I mowed this morning.

And I took pictures. We shall call this “A View From the Mower”.

Oh yes.

We shall.

Views from the mower make me happy, but mostly if I have already mowed what lies beyond.
Another thing:

Chickens and blueberries.

Favorite daughter harvested about a quart of blueberries this afternoon. She and the Littles also brought eggs from the coop. But it’s not all fun and games, y’all. There’s some serious work going on here. So serious that we had to call for help. Rest up, Ninja Man. Teach those Littles to work.

Now don’t feel bad for them- they worked super hard for approximately 8 minutes then went on vacation for – well- they are still on vacation. I get it, Littles, it’s hard work. I was over it in 5 minutes. Y’all rocked it.

Disclaimer: this next shot ain’t pretty. Left these and they just sat there. They didn’t work unless we worked. Nothing magical here, move on. My water fell over. It was DET y’all. Some other things:

We got rid of this: ohhhhh happy day. Dude left with this eyesore and my check for $350. I was happy and sad all at once.

The only thing left behind was a terrible stench for a couple of hours because it poured rain for four days after. When the sun came back out we started working again.

Apparently we aren’t the only ones making a home at Six Little Acres.

This black widow is now just a memory (and yes, it’s a type of black widow, we Googled it). Anyway, Ninja Man squashed it with his glove. He’s cool like that. I magnified it for your viewing pleasure.

In other news, my brother came to finish the stairs. He is a REAL carpenter, not pretend ones like we had before. The pretend ones left us high and dry with a huge mess that had to be rebuilt. If we ever see them again I hope it’s with a judge between us, one that raises one eyebrow and stares at them really hard. Yeah. TAKE THAT.

Anyway, here’s my hero, brother Dave. After he rebuilt and put the (county required) granny bar on the steps, he and Ninja Man got some play time in. (By the way, that bar is required because someone’s drunk granny needed something to hang on to- not saying we don’t need it. I am, after all, a grandma and IF WE EVER FINISH THIS it will be 5 o’clock somewhere.

Anyway, the play date:

Look closely for the drone. In the first image, it’s above the 2nd pup. In the next, it’s above the silver van. They had fun and marveled at the video of Six Little Acres. One day I’ll try to share one here so you can marvel too.

It was a busy two weeks. We are looking forward to a burn pit night where we celebrate the end of county required work and the beginning of doing fun stuff for Six Little Acres at our leisure. That’s what we do in rural Georgia, celebrate by burning stuff. It’s a tradition, especially if you’ve sent your dumpster away.

Thanks for stopping by, and please keep Baby Wren in your prayers. We are waiting on a 2nd opinion. See her story on Facebook at Hope For Wren.

Hebrews 11:1 says, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” God said it, we believe it. And we proclaim His glory in this precious child.

Your grass looks really good in the drone picture for all the construction you’ve been doing. Why does the county have to inspect everything? Was it because you hired a construction company to do a lot of work? The pickiness over the rear steps strikes me as odd when millions of double wides have portable steps or even a bunch of cinder blocks piled up. How was the seller able to sell you the home if it was so out of code? Usually older homes are “grandfathered” under the practices when they were originally built. Your family has worked a miracle and with the physical toll it’s lucky you picked a one story house. Because you might not feel like climbing steps much longer.

This place was “as is” and it was a disaster! We pretty much got the house for free with the purchase of the Six Little Acres. The yard is so pretty but suffers in spots where supplies have been stored. I think the issue with those steps is because we added that room on the back so it was new construction. And yes, NO steps for me!! Never again will I have a 2 story. Soooo over it all- at least tonight! 😜

Oh, I very much dislike the red tape stuff! I hope you get it signed off so you can indeed go on with life! Cute little helpers you have, lol! Wow! The blueberries look awesome! Kathy your place is looking nice! Look forward to more updates! Take care! 🙂

Well you ARE GONNA Make it! Looking good! I envy what you have done. I would love to do something like that and get out of debt, not that we owe a ton, but we could sell and do that with our equity, alas, but hubby says no. Our lives would be better tho going into retirement. Anyhow looks great. Still praying for your little.

Thank you for your prayers! We are in the 2nd opinion waiting period. Meanwhile we are indeed gonna make it! Whew! We didn’t finish debt free but more on that later. Still, we love this place so much already.